female. The prize should be a romp and a fuck with the female he’d
protected. Instead he was forced to push his instincts down.
Energy charged around him as Emily shifted to her wolf. She
didn’t give him any time before she attacked. One moment she was changing from
human to wolf, the next she had him by the throat and on the ground. She pushed
her anger through their connection as she squeezed his throat and forced him to
remain belly up. Her thoughts came to him on a growl.
I am not yours. Now run back to the cabin.
He couldn’t fight the compulsion and really had no desire
to. He wanted to keep peace with this female so he did the only thing he could.
He relaxed and moved his head so his entire throat was bared to her teeth. If
submitting now would patch whatever problems he had created with his rampant
imagination, then so be it.
She released his throat and backed away, wariness evident in
the snarl she gave him. He wondered how many males she’d been forced to do this
to. How many times had she had to put a male in his place because she wasn’t
prepared to take him as a mate? His disgust at his reaction must have been
blatant enough for her to read because she stopped snarling and cocked her head
at him.
Don’t. You aren’t at fault, it’s instinctive. I’m just
keeping us from doing something we would regret once the adrenaline wore off. Her voice was laced with understanding. Come on—I’m hungry.
She turned tail and sprinted into the woods. His predator
couldn’t ignore her and he took off chasing after her. At least it seemed that
he hadn’t damaged what little peace they had between them with his erotic
fantasy.
Emily shifted in mid-stride once she hit the yard around the
cabin. She rushed into the building and threw on her clothes as fast as she
could. When she felt Seth close to the cabin she unwound her mind from his,
thankful to finally be free of his thoughts. She’d never really thought about
what sharing someone’s thoughts would be like. She’d only done it a few times
and never for this long. The images he’d conjured still played through her
mind. The pure sensual need that had flowed through her as she’d watched
herself suck his cock was still heavy in her body. She needed a cold shower
just as much as he did.
She could almost feel the sensations he’d built in his mind.
The fact that she’d almost given him what he’d envisioned scared her more than
anything else. The urge to let him mount her in wolf form had been strong and
oh so tempting. She was confused and didn’t like it one bit. She was a scary
bitch—everyone knew that. So why was one weakling of a male causing her so much
trouble? She’d actually liked watching him defend her against Ed. Where
the hell were these stupid and submissive female feelings coming from? Until
she knew what was going on, she was going to avoid him. She hoped time would
fix her issues but she doubted it would. She was wet even now. Traitorous body.
She felt like a coward but she just couldn’t face him in
this state. It’d be just her luck if her wolf pushed her into something stupid
like fucking him until they both passed out.
As soon as she heard his feet hit the top step she bolted up
the stairs into the bathroom, locking the doors between it and his room. A
shower would help her to deal with the rush of feelings she had stewing in her
gut. Putting a few walls and locks between them was a smart thing to do. Her
wolf was all for jumping him and riding his cock until they both came in a
storm of sweat and moans.
After climbing into the shower she debated getting herself
off just to release the tension. She knew his nose wasn’t good enough to smell
her desire—as long as she wasn’t loud she could easily give herself a quick
orgasm. The feeling of hot water slicking down her body, beating against her
sensitized skin, sealed the deal. She closed her eyes and ran her hand down
over her belly, sliding a finger between her
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